You think I'm deranged! How refreshing. Everyone here takes me so seriously, it's a wonderful change to be thought mentally deficient.

Oh, Irrylath,Irrylath, we squaundered our two years together.

Easy does it, boys. I just need help standing, not flying.

Xavier stares past her with watery eyes. 'Why does the world feel the need to drop its weight upon my shoulders?' he barely whispers. His mother strokes his hair.'Maybe it believes you can handle it,' she tells him. 'That though it is heavy, you are strong enough to carry it.